While Zhang Yu was silently conserving his strength and energy, a burst of exclamations erupted from the arena.
In the live broadcast room, Gang Shan looked at the '10000 kilograms' displayed on the Sky Pillar and exclaimed, "Challenging such a high weight in the second round?"
Xiong Wenwu slowly ascended the stage, his eyes fixed on the descending Sky Pillar above him, as if staring at the sky collapsing upon him.
In the next moment, his bear-like hands slammed fiercely against the crashing Sky Pillar.
With a bang, Xiong Wenwu's muscles tensed, veins bulged, and traces of blood seeped from his clenched teeth.
But even with such exertion, the Sky Pillar continued its descent without stopping, seemingly determined to crush Xiong Wenwu on the stage inch by inch.
However, at that moment, Xiong Wenwu let out a roar, and a sound like a dragon's cry echoed through the arena, startling countless students and spectators.
Simultaneously, a cloud of blood mist erupted from Xiong Wenwu's entire body.
The black dragon scales cracked, revealing bloody openings, as if his clothes were being torn apart.
His flesh and scales couldn't withstand Xiong Wenwu's overloaded power, and were torn apart by his violently expanding muscles.
As the blood mist erupted from Xiong Wenwu's body, the descending Sky Pillar gradually halted, and even moved upwards a few inches with another roar.
The 10000-kilogram challenge was a success.
Below the stage, Hu Yuntao let out a tiger's roar, leading the Red Pagoda supporters in cheers.
Gang Shan said in surprise, "Going all out in the second round? His muscles must be severely strained. With such serious injuries, he definitely won't be able to participate in the next round."
"But with a score of 10000 kilograms, no one besides Yu Xinghan has a chance of surpassing it. Now it depends on whether Yu Xinghan will go all out in the next round."
Le Jingchen watched Xiong Wenwu walk off the stage and noticed that the situation was not as expected.
His injuries were recovering rapidly.
He thought to himself, "Does the Black Dragon bloodline give them extraordinary recovery abilities? Plus…"
Watching the medical team rush towards Xiong Wenwu, Le Jingchen felt that Xiong Wenwu might very well appear on stage again in the third round.
Le Jingchen sighed, "Xiong Wenwu's 10000-kilogram score will definitely stimulate the other contestants. The next round will be exciting."
…
As the second round concluded, the contestants began to report their target weights for the final round.
The staff member, while registering the weights, thought to himself, "Were they stimulated by Xiong Wenwu's desperate effort? They're all so eager…"
At that moment, his eyes suddenly focused, and he looked up at Zhang Yu in front of him. "This number… are you sure?"
After confirming again and again, the staff member still registered Zhang Yu's reported target weight, but a question couldn't help but arise in his mind: "Is he crazy?"
At the same time.
In the White Dragon High School's rest area.
Yu Xinghan, who was about to report his target weight… was stopped.
Yu Xinghan said to Li Xuelian on the other end of the phone, "Senior, why are you stopping me? You know my strength; this weight is definitely not a problem."
Li Xuelian said calmly, "But you'll get injured if you exert yourself beyond your limit."
"Xinghan, your body is strong, but that also means it's expensive to repair."
"I don't want to waste Father's money on medical expenses."
Yu Xinghan said, "What about the contract? If Xiong Wenwu is ahead of me in the next round, I can only get second place in this round."
Li Xuelian said calmly, "Even if you get second place in this round, your total score will still be first. You'll still be the champion of this sports competition."
"Don't waste money on insignificant rankings."
Yu Xinghan still felt a sense of frustration.
Especially when he thought about how he was clearly stronger than that Xiong Wenwu, but he couldn't overwhelm him with a burst of power. Instead, he might have to let him take first place in the final round… he felt that the 'Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Art' circulating in his mind was becoming sluggish.
Sensing Yu Xinghan's dissatisfaction, Li Xuelian warned, "Xinghan, understand that your body no longer belongs to you. Everything you have belongs to Father. You have no right to squander assets and money that don't belong to you."
"This is also Father's intention."
After Li Xuelian ended the call, she thought to herself, "The long-term Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Art has made his thinking a bit rigid. It's a good opportunity to suppress him, which can also serve as a foundation for the next mental cultivation technique."
As for the competition ranking, Li Xuelian had no worries.
After all, Yu Xinghan had accumulated too much of an advantage in the first three rounds. Even if Xiong Wenwu snatched first place in this round, it wouldn't matter. Yu Xinghan would still be the champion of the sports competition, and the advertising and endorsement contracts with White Dragon High School and Xianyun Group would proceed smoothly.
On the other side, Yu Xinghan hung up the phone and crushed the phone with his fingers with a bang. He exuded a cold aura, and none of the surrounding high school students dared to approach him.
After a long time, under the repeated urging of the staff, he walked over with a frosty expression and began to report his target weight for the final round.
…
As the final round of the Sky Pillar began, the contestants, after stepping onto the stage, were no longer as conservative as in the previous round. Instead, they went all out and began to challenge their limits.
Some succeeded, some failed, and some were injured.
Gang Shan said, "Everyone is going all out in this round. The specific numbers of the target weights are also very interesting. I think the contestants who can set the most precise target weights should have a more thorough understanding of their limits."
Le Jingchen nodded and said, "Theoretically speaking, the more you understand your body and condition, the more precise the weight you set will be."
When Bai Zhenzhen stepped onto the stage, the number displayed on the Sky Pillar was 8050 kilograms.
As the immense pressure came from her palms, the scars on Bai Zhenzhen's body turned scarlet again, like dragon claws slowly clenching her body.
Seemingly stimulated by the speed competition, Bai Zhenzhen's scars became even more crimson, emitting a light like rubies.
And when Bai Zhenzhen roared and lifted the Sky Pillar upwards, several scars finally cracked, staining her body with blood.
Bai Zhenzhen groaned in pain and roared in her heart, "Damn it, body… hold on! I want to get into the Top 10 Universities!"
After persisting for 5 seconds, Bai Zhenzhen finally released her hands supporting the Sky Pillar and walked off the platform covered in blood.
Wang Hai immediately ran up to her and sighed helplessly, "You know your condition. Why didn't you report a lower weight?"
Bai Zhenzhen smiled slightly and said nothing, but thought to herself, "Last time in the martial arts competition, I didn't have the money or confidence to fight to the end."
"This time, Yu Zi won the championship and will reimburse my medical expenses, so I can finally let go a little."
Thinking of this, Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, who was still immersed in his own world, oblivious to everything around him, and thought to herself, "Good, Yu Zi, keep it up. This old lady is counting on you to reimburse my medical expenses."
At that moment, Bai Zhenzhen felt a wave of heat coming towards her and saw Le Mulan, who was about to step onto the stage, emitting billowing heat, as if she was about to be cooked.
Bai Zhenzhen secretly complained in her heart, "How many pills did this girl take? Is she trying to become a pill furnace?"
Le Mulan recalled the process of taking the pills just now.
The competition coach said worriedly, "Even if it's President Le Jingchen's request, isn't this dose too dangerous?"
Le Mulan said indifferently, "Give it to me."
She slowly said to the advertising camera beside her, "For other students, this round is just about challenging their limits of strength, but for me, who has undergone super metabolism surgery, this round can also be used to challenge my limits of medication."
After displaying the potions one by one, Le Mulan pushed them into her body one by one. After a moment, she only felt her heart beat violently, and her face turned red in an instant.
"My target weight is 9000 kilograms, which is a score that only strength-type contestants can achieve, but the current me… can do it!"
On the stage, after Le Mulan trembled and supported the 9000-kilogram Sky Pillar for 5 seconds, she suddenly knelt on the ground, feeling that her leg bones were fractured.
But facing the countless cameras and the upcoming publicity, she knew she couldn't show weakness because this was her responsibility as an important member of the family's training program.
So she struggled to support her legs, trying to pretend that nothing had happened as she walked off the stage.
As soon as she got off the stage, she was immediately surrounded by many cameras. Le Mulan, although her head was a little dizzy, still said the advertising slogan under the reminder of the competition coach.
As Le Mulan succeeded in challenging 9000 kilograms, Song Hailong supported 9300 kilograms, Hu Yuntao supported 9800 kilograms covered in blood, and Yu Xinghan broke through 10001 kilograms, becoming the second contestant in the entire venue to successfully challenge the 10000-kilogram Sky Pillar.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiong Wenwu, still with traces of blood on his body, slowly stepped onto the stage.
But just as everyone was anticipating Xiong Wenwu's performance, Wang Hai noticed something strange.
"Where's Zhang Yu? Why hasn't he come on stage yet?"
"Is he behind Xiong Wenwu?"
"How many kilograms did he report?"
At the same time, Xiong Wenwu once again looked up at the slowly descending Sky Pillar, feeling the dark pillar gradually blocking his vision, as if the sky was collapsing.
And this feeling of the sky collapsing… he had experienced countless times since he was a child.
Every selection in the breeding base, every time a companion was eliminated, every exam after entering high school… every time he was so nervous, so scared, so helpless.
Just like at this moment, when he tried to prop up his palms, wanting to withstand the pressure from the sky.
He could only feel the weight of 10800 kilograms continuing to press down with an unstoppable force, pressing him to lower his head, bend his back, and kneel to the ground.
The referee on the side asked, "Xiong Wenwu, do you want to continue?"
Xiong Wenwu didn't hear what the referee said. His mind only recalled the order given by his father.
"10800 kilograms, you should be able to do that, right? Strength challenges should be your forte, shouldn't they? If you can't even do this, who will buy the new technology that Red Pagoda is launching this time?"
"Injured?"
"If you're not injured, how can you show off the recovery abilities brought by the new technology?"
"Being injured is a good thing. The more serious the injury, the more it will show your recovery ability."
At this moment, Xiong Wenwu's muscles became tighter and tighter, his teeth seemed to be about to be crushed, and his heart beat violently like a car engine.
I can do it!
I can do it, Father!
The current me is no longer the 33456 who could only watch helplessly as fate arranged everything, watching the sky collapse.
The current me has read books, has cultivated the immortal path, is a high school student! Is a proud son of heaven who wants to go to university!
The current me… can hold up the sky!
Roar!
With the explosion of muscles in both arms, Xiong Wenwu suddenly withstood the descending Sky Pillar.
Then, as his huge body stood up with a bang, the Sky Pillar was pushed back one meter.
Along with the breaking of muscles and the fracture of bones, Xiong Wenwu's body also exploded with blood, and a trace of blood from his internal organs flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The next 5 seconds felt as long as his past life.
When Xiong Wenwu came to his senses, he had already fallen on the stage.
Looking at Hu Yuntao rushing in front of him, Xiong Wenwu murmured, "Suc… succeeded?"
Hu Yuntao nodded repeatedly, excitedly saying, "Big Brother! You succeeded! With your publicity this time, the Black Dragon bloodline technology will definitely sell well!"
At the same time, cameras immediately followed up to record the entire process of Xiong Wenwu's injury recovery.
Hu Yuntao encouraged him from the side, "Big Brother! Hold on, don't faint! There's still an advertising slogan to say…"
Just as Xiong Wenwu was being carried down, the Red Pagoda people were excitedly calling out the name of the first place, and many students and spectators were sighing at Xiong Wenwu's achievements.
The Sky Pillar on the stage trembled slightly, revealing a number.
12531 kilograms.
Only then did everyone realize that there was still an expert?!
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The battle of the gods competition on Qidian officially starts today. Thank you for your previous nominations, which allowed me to be qualified to eat at the Oasis Group's buffet. Although I only deserve to eat in the toilet with my recent two updates, I still hope that everyone can feed me some exclusive commemorative monthly tickets for the battle of the gods. The chapter fragments for paying off the loan are almost collected again, and I should be able to pay off one chapter the day after tomorrow.
